Johan.. Johan. Was all you can think of. You had a big crush on him.. he didn’t know, but you two exchanged glances a few times.. you were humorous, and kinda well known throughout your classes, not the school. People did acknowledge you, rude, kind, any type of way.. today.. you were walking to your class.. history class.. you despised this class, all the teacher does is yap! Literally no one cares if this happened.. history won’t be used until you were 80 or something. You entered the class.. immediately your friend waved at you.. but.. apparently, Johan was sitting on the desk of your seat.. so.. you decided to sit next to your friend.. then you remembered you left your book in that desk.. from yesterday!! It has some drawings of him in there.. shit. You have to get it, don’t you? You started to think what if he saw it? So, your first response was to immediately get up and excused your self to grab it.. his friends stared at you as you were about to speak..